My twitter feed blew up last weekend. I had to turn off notifications and, even now, four days later, the number of retweets, likes, and responses are still coming in above the usual trickle. I clearly touched a nerve.
A jogger, visiting Canada from France, accidentally crossed the border, was apprehended by US Border Patrol, put into the back of a caged vehicle and driven 200 kms away to a DHS processing facility which took two weeks to clear her. https://t.co/mweyKb5hDU
— ian kennedy (@iankennedy) June 22, 2018
The original story is really quite amazing and has to be read to be believed.
Responses ranged from outrage from people that have been to the border fighting with people that were incredulous there was no kind of fence or marking of the Canada/US border. . .
For the less ignorant people in the house… the left side is Canada and the right side is the USA. There is no fence or wall or even a sign except for a pick up your dog waste. And that small yellow berm is less than imposing or defining. pic.twitter.com/sDeJ3Gk4Fi
— Matt (@mattmiz) June 23, 2018
. . . to those that felt the runner was the victim of selective enforcement because of the color of her skin. There were a surprising number of doubters and others who thought the whole story was made up fake news. Several people misread my tweet and dismissed the whole thing as bogus because, “No one could jog all the way to Canada from France!”
The best replies came from those that pointed out that back in 2016 when 1,500 partying inner-tubers were blown off-course into Canadian waters our Northern neighbors scooped up the cold, wet, and tired into 19 buses to bring them back over the border. On top of that, “Sarnia city spokeswoman Katarina Ovens said workers spent several hours cleaning up after the invasion, picking up beer cans, coolers and even picnic tables that had washed up on the shore.”
I miss those innocent times before “zero tolerance”